Julian’s Stand-In Wife By South Wind Dialect Chapter 270

He didn’t understand how that woman had anything to do with Mr. Fulcher.

Julian couldn’t be bothered with his greeting. In fact, he even had thoughts of killing the man in cold blood. His eyes turned bloodshot as he gripped the man’s throat and demanded once more, “Where’s Kayla?!”

He was on the verge of explosion.

Michael’s hands shook with fear and he pointed to the direction of Room 808. He stuttered fearfully, “A–a- round the c–c–corner…”

He only dared to breathe when Julian released him.

He was about to make a run for it when Noel stopped him in his tracks.

That was when it dawned on Michael that the one whom Julian was looking for was that woman with the nasty voice, who had thrown herself at him and then turned viciously on herself.

No.

He couldn’t possibly utter a word about how that woman threw herself at him.

Otherwise, Julian Fulcher might really kill him!

The thought of the look in Julian’s eyes earlier made Michael’s body tremble with fear.

before Julian entered the room, he knew that Kayla had

was blood on Michael’s body, but he never expected to witness such a horrible scene in

the room.

choking smell of

a weak

blood stains in the room so shocking that his face hardened like ice. His features softened imperceptibly when

wounds and quickly called for help to bandage her wounds up. He then immediately called doctors

manager knew that something had happened in the room, but did not expect

involved.

and his subordinates,

life.

as he left the room with the manager,

in Richburgh was about to

Julian, nor did they have the

to act.

transformed into a temporary ward for the purpose of tending to her wounds.

condition. “The wounds on her thigh are severe. Had you come just slightly later, she might

to hear that. “What about

her leg

sigh of relief.

our previous efforts have gone down the drain,” the doctor explained. “She will need to take extra care from

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